This week’s poem is There was in cranes. I hope you enjoy it!
There was in cranes. by Jay Snelling
To look forward to it was an astonishing feeling of a high degree.
one by hand.
Directors of gardens,
their relationship to the towering tempest in over 2000 plastic theatres
created a production by the name of
She sat by Neptune and they created poultry,
and dogs with names of Mars and Fire.
They were interested,
to London they flew for a
line and shine
I use chance methods to create my poetry and I’d love to hear from others who do the same!